After shrinking, I bent my foe [Cultivation]

The second stage of Yan Zhiyi's trial task is: to obtain the leader of the martial arts conference.

This was only revealed after she arrived at Moon Shadow Villa in the south of the secret realm.

Yueying Villa is the organizer of this martial arts conference, and its owner is said to be the previous leader.

Isn't it God helping her? !

Complacent, Yan Zhiyi stepped into the villa with her head held high and her hands behind her back in a pompous manner.Such strange excitement made Xie Yunyi beside her couldn't help raising her eyebrows and looked at her a few times.

"Martial arts conference, isn't it just a martial arts competition!"

Yan Zhiyi raised her fingertips and pinched her chin, squinted her eyes and looked up at the plaque hanging above the gate in front of her, and said with a low smile.

She is very good at fighting.

This task is very easy for her.

Xie Yunyi folded her arms, her eyes paused for a moment on the luxuriant forests surrounding the villa, and she glanced lightly at her.

"What if it's not a martial arts competition?"

"It can't be."

Yan Zhiyi snorted softly, and swaggered in, waving the token with her hands behind her back.

She was very sure and determined.

With a pure face, he looked like he hadn't been beaten by the world.

A group of parents outside Mimi could not help but raise their hands to cover their faces.

Soon, the simple Qiuqiu saw the darkness of the world.

There were a lot of people coming to this villa, but there was no high arena as she imagined. Instead, there were desks and cushions all over the floor, and there were pen holders and papers with writing on the desks.

Although there are many people, it is not noisy.

The smile on Yan Zhiyi's lips froze, and his eyes swept away one by one from the group of people who were holding books and studying hard. The pride and self-confidence in his heart were gone, and instead there was a surge of excitement. Feeling bad.

Unknowingly, the hand behind his back came down.

Xie Yunyi, who followed her into the villa unhurriedly, raised her head and saw this scene, she was taken aback for a moment, the casual look on her face dissipated in an instant, her eyes turned, and she happened to meet her. met Yan Zhiyi's eyes.

With a dry throat, Yan Zhiyi asked her with difficulty: "Son, what do you think?"

"...No way."

Xie Yunyi held back and held back, and finally squeezed out a few words tremblingly.

Reading and writing is not only the pain of Yan Zhiyi's life, but also the hatred that Xie Yunyi cannot erase.

At this moment, the expressions of the two were in sync again.

Let go, despair.

Proud Qiuqiu finally lowered his high head facing the pen and ink on the table.

The surrounding atmosphere was suddenly silent and awkward.

However, the very discerning waiter saw their strangeness and saw that they had no books in their hands, so he came forward with a smile and invited them to take their seats to take the exam.

"I saw that you two are confident and calm, so I know that there must be a place for you in this conference!"

The waiter bowed and bowed, sending sincere blessings.

Desperately illiterate duo:  …

Yan Zhiyi sat cross-legged on the cushion in silence, stretched out her paw to pick up the pen in pain, the ink in the inkstone had already been carefully polished, and she didn't even have a chance for a few seconds.

Qiuqiu looked at the writing on the paper silently and calmly.

Her eyes were so bright and energetic, and she no longer had the slump and despair just now, so that the crowd watching from outside the secret place couldn't help but hold their breath, and there was a twinge of anticipation in their hearts.

1 minutes……

10 minutes……

A stick of incense time has passed.

Everyone next to her was writing furiously, but she was the only one who straightened her back so abruptly and differently, stared at the paper calmly, and fell into her own unique world.

Crowd: ...

A certain cub's eyes had already begun to circle in circles.

In fact, the trial is not difficult, the first test is the highlight, the first test is the actual combat ability and survivability of the tester, which is the most important point for all the experts.

And the second level is just for these children to have fun and relax.All the questions in it are the simplest theories of Taoism in the cultivation world, and even the back of this test paper is some playful questions made by some powerful people with childlike innocence.

The second level will not eliminate the testers, but just give them a chance to adjust their mentality so that they can better enter the third level.

but……

Never expected it, and everyone also never expected it!

In the decades and hundreds of years of education in the cultivation world, this fish slipped through the net!

Ah no, it's two!

The little girl next to this guy with a long knife on her back wrote very fast, writing like a god, flying like a phoenix, and had already filled most of the paper.

There are only three words densely packed on it:

I won't!

Straightforward, rogue to the extreme.

Yan Zhiyi was shocked when she saw Xie Yunyi's face-up from the corner of her eyes. She was shocked for a moment, and immediately picked up a pen and wrote on the paper.

After a while, half of the paper has been filled.

Compared with Xie Yunyi's, she was a little less shameless, but more magnanimous.

There are only two words densely packed on it:

please pass!

Everyone outside the secret: ...

After a while, she also rolled over.

Xie Yunyi was shocked.

After all, the question on the opposite side did not embarrass them, Yan Zhiyi turned over and took a look, and was slightly relieved.

The topic she was assigned was very simple - praise the master of Xingyan Pavilion, Pei Sheng and Pei Qingyan.

The number of words is required, [-] words.

Yan Zhiyi raised his eyebrows and happily picked up his pen.

Thank you, Aunt Pei, and thank you for the second brother's words.

【She is the master of a pavilion.

She is one of the saints.

She has a peerless face and a gentle and pleasant temperament.

She, with a graceful and enchanting figure, entered my heart at a glance!

... (one thousand four hundred and fifty five characters are omitted here)]

Yan Zhiyi writes like a god, and fluently copied all the passages in his mind describing the heroine of the storybook to the paper, and wrote a page like flowing water.

When there was only a small line of blank space left at the end, she pondered for two seconds, and finally dropped a line of tiny words.

[Even if the sky collapses and the sea cracks, and the sun and the moon turn upside down, I will still shout out that sentence:

Aunt Pei!please pass! 】

Snapped.

Qiuqiu threw down the writing brush in a cool manner, like a romantic and talented literati in the play, picked up the paper that he had filled up, trembling in a good mood, then leaned on the back of the chair and crossed his legs to call the waiter to pour Drinking a cup of tea, quietly waiting for the silent competition to end.

Steady!

The third floor of the pavilion is where the great powers of the Celestial Immortal Stage are located. At this moment, there was silence. Everyone looked at each other and remained silent for a long time before someone asked their doubts in a trembling voice: "...Who issued this paper?!"

Actually wrote the saint into it? !

It was silent and no one answered.

The other opened his mouth dumbly: "...the most frightening thing is...this bastard really dares to write..."

One dares to publish, the other dares to write!

Everyone was speechless, and their hearts trembled just thinking about the ruthless saint.

... I just hope the sage didn't notice this today.

In the top pavilion, all the parents were quiet, and Qian Lanyanxi covered her face one after another, not daring to look at the faces of her old friends next to her.Even Elder Ling Jianzong, who had been watching Yan Zhiyi unhappy, stroked his beard and coughed lightly at this moment, and excused this naughty boy in a low voice: "After all, it's a child, it's normal to be naughty, Pavilion Master don't take it to heart."

"Huh? Naughty? I think it's well written~"

The limp woman leaning on her chin resting on the side slightly raised her eyebrows when she heard the words, slowly waving her fingertip fan, and covered her lips and smiled while watching the excitement.

She is very different from the others. The melon and fruit snacks placed in front of her are particularly rich and varied. She eats high-quality goods and drinks high-quality wine.

There was a curtain between the seats, so at this moment, others didn't know what Pei Qingyan's expression was.

The woman narrowed her eyes, tapped her chin with a fan, and smiled playfully.

"Really good."

Not long after, Pei Qingyan's voice with a slight smile sounded faintly, making everyone stunned.

No, not bad? !

The woman was stunned, and then her smile became wider.

Behind the curtain, the corners of Pei Qingyan's lips had already curled up, and she looked at the proud little girl in the mirror with some helplessness and amusement.The slender fingertips lightly tapped the little boy's flying eyebrows. Although time and space were separated, it made her feel as if she had touched the little girl's warm skin like a little sun, and her heart was hot and soft.

Still don't like paperwork.

She frowned, and sighed softly in her heart.

After all, Qiuqiu is still a cub, it's normal to be naughty, it's her nature not to like books, why force her to do something she doesn't want to?

As long as you are happy, don't practice if you don't practice it.

Seeing the last sentence secretly written by this naughty cub, Pei Qingyan couldn't help curling her lips, and used her authority in the secret realm for the first time.

Guaranteed in the front, full marks in the back.

"How is it written?"

"Steady."

Yan Zhiyi blew on the hair on her forehead, and smiled with her lips drawn together.

The corners of Xie Yunyi's lips twitched, and she looked at her speechlessly, reluctant to say anything to her for a moment.

Forget it, before the storm comes, let her be a little more at ease.

Xie Yunyi gave her a loving look.

Yan Zhiyi's heart was also full of pity for her.

Forget it, the writing of this guy must not be very good. Although Qiuqiu answered well, it still doesn't irritate her.

Both sighed for each other in their hearts.

Not long after the exam ended, the ranking came out and was posted on the board at the gate.

Everyone rushed forward, including Yan Zhiyi and Xie Yunyi.

only one glance.

Xie Yunyi seemed to have hit a ghost.

The name on the top of the cardboard was the illiterate guy next to her!

She couldn't believe it and looked back.

Yan Zhiyi raised her chin, looked at her reservedly and encouragingly.

mission completed.

The second trial is over.

The third re-open.

The surrounding scenes suddenly turned into clouds and mist, leaving a vast expanse of whiteness, emptiness and silence.

This is a separate space, except for the tester, there is no one else.

Everyone outside the secret watched the water mirror dim, and knew that it was the third level, so they put away the mirror with some unfulfilled intentions, and communicated with their companions by knocking on melons and fruits.

"I don't know what will happen to Qiuqiu."

Yan Yucen propped his head up, ran his fingertips around the hair on his chest in some boredom, and sighed casually.

Asking the heart and asking, all the questions are the deepest obsessions of the tester's soul.

At this time, Xie Yunyi clenched the long knife in her hand, and looked coldly at the woman who slowly appeared in front of her, her eyes were cold and dark.The pain of being stripped is deeply hidden in my heart, and I can't forget it for a moment.

The woman in the red dress watched with her hands behind her back as the raging fire devoured the glory of a family, there was a rare smile on her lips, and there was no wave between her brows.However, suddenly, a petite figure staggered out of the fire, staring at her with bloody eyes, resentful and ferocious.

As for the little girl who was walking with her, she jumped at the man in the red dress who opened her arms and smiled gently at her without any hesitation. This figure was the only one left in her eyes, smiling happily.

The unkempt man raised his hand and drank heavily, his eyes were deep and calm looking at the battlefield around him, the familiar faces riding on horses and blood-stained armor fell one after another in the pool of blood, and a wild smile hovered in his ears .

……

There are all kinds of living beings, among them is Yan Zhiyi.

Her eyes were scarlet and her canthus were tearing apart as she watched the golden light falling from the sky and the valley cracking. She ran forward desperately and stretched out her hands, but she couldn't catch those figures falling into the clouds one by one.

The white tiger howled, and the golden crow cried out blood.

The red sun is falling, the valley is broken, and the hibiscus is withered.

It was as if something was struggling to rush out of the chest, and the consciousness was tumbling, and the pain was so painful.

Yan Zhiyi half-kneeled on the ground, her eyes wide open ferociously, watching the familiar figures dissipate and fall, the corners of her lips were parted, but she couldn't utter a word.

One after another, strange and palpitating pictures flashed before her eyes, turning into phantoms, too fast for her to see clearly.

But with these changes in the picture, she also slowly developed a feeling of resentment, despair and unwillingness to be powerless, lingering and overflowing her chest, causing the expression in her eyes to change little by little.

It is no longer high-spirited and even has a little innocent look in the eyes of young people.

It is a color that is numb and indifferent, as calm as stagnant water.

The phantom suddenly shattered.

Yan Zhiyi trembled, slowly raised her scarlet eyes, and saw a person sitting quietly leaning against a tree not far away.

Same appearance as hers.

White hair dragging the floor, a black dress with gold patterns, and a lingering coldness and indifference between her brows and eyes.

She looked very tired, she closed her eyes quietly, but the center of her brows was still slightly furrowed, full of tiredness.

Yan Zhiyi slowly got up in silence, her eyes paused for a moment on her almost sickly pale skin, and walked over gently.

"who are you?"

The woman trembled slightly and opened her eyes slightly.

She seemed a little surprised to see Yan Zhiyi, but when she saw it was Yan Zhiyi, the chill and coldness that hung over her brow subconsciously subconsciously faded away.

"...Go back."

"It's not time for you to know this."

The woman looked at her silently, her expression softened, and she stretched out her fingertips and tapped her brow through the void.

Yan Zhiyi's expression was in a trance, and at the last moment when her consciousness disappeared, she could only hear the woman laughing at herself.

"I'm Yan Zhiyi."

"Demon Emperor, Yan Zhiyi."

Losing a lot, struggling for thousands of years, in exchange for such a false name.

There were young leaves falling from the tree, and the woman raised her hand to insert it into her palm.

She watched the little girl in the black robe gradually fade away, and closed her eyes.

When he opened his eyes again, a waiter whispered respectfully by his ear: "Your Majesty."

In the empty study room again, she was still holding the pen, but unexpectedly fell asleep with her head propped up at some point.

There were piles of documents on the case, the woman raised her hand and rubbed the center of her brows, and responded lightly.

"Your Majesty has been reviewing it for a long time, it's time to rest."

The dexterous and gentle waiter bent over to tidy up the somewhat messy desk, and persuaded in a low voice.

"No need."

The woman took a sip of her bitter tea, squinted her eyes and asked her, "Is there anything to do?"

"Yes, Pei Sheng invites you to discuss it."

"Push it."

The woman felt a headache when she heard the name, and interrupted the waiter in a cold voice.

Different ways do not conspire with each other, she really doesn't want to talk about the righteousness of the world with a person who cultivates the ruthless way.

"Yes."

The waiter also knew that His Majesty and Pei Shengsu had always been at odds, and now they have no objection.

The woman watched the waiter go away, and couldn't help but frowned coldly.

There is only one person in the world who has cultivated the ruthless way like this.

ridiculous.

In the Xingyan Pavilion, on the high platform, the waiter reported back.

After a while, a ruthless female voice came from behind the curtain: "Don't give it to her next time."

The waiter Nuonuo agreed and quietly left.

The white-haired woman in a silver dress calmly looked at the document in her hand, and with a slight movement of her fingertips, she crushed it into powder.

Arrogant and presumptuous, defiant.

A sage can understand the voice of all things, but he can't figure it out.

How can anyone like this kind of monster race?

absurd.

Pei Shengyanhuang.

This is a deadly enemy recognized by the cultivation world.

The kind that can never sit on the same table.

The author has something to say: Hey, sweethearts, speak more, maybe there will be more updates~ (Touch)

In case there is a little baby who can't figure it out, so let's just reveal it.

The world was reset by the latter two guys working together.

In fact, they were all reborn without memory. In their last life, they did not meet and fall in love in the lower realm. Pei Qingyan was still practicing the way of ruthlessness, and Yan Zhiyi finally grew into an emperor because of the catastrophe.

Moreover, the two hate and dislike each other, and they are real and veritable rivals (dog head)

This is what the title of my book is about.

Pei Sheng in the previous life: Who would like her, really blind.

Aunt Pei in this life: Me, me, me! ! ! (Hands up, please hug)

Yan Huang of the last life: It's really embarrassing to have cultivated the Tao like this. Who wants to talk to her? !

Qiuqiu in this life: woo woo woo woo~~

感谢在2021-05-2420:14:42~2021-05-2721:58:29期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the landmine: 2 piece of Fu Nan;

Thanks to the little angels who irrigate the nutrient solution: Shi Wu is not fifteen, Chen Qi has 10 bottles; Tsundere Cat has 8 bottles; one serving can be 6 bottles; Sacrifice Shao Si Ming 2 bottles;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!